The summer in Liangzhou Guardhouse was long and difficult. Every day was hard training, boring and boring. But the days passed like this. After the small summer heat, it was the big summer, and soon after the big summer, the autumn started.
During the summer training, Liangzhou Wei's recruits quickly developed excellent endurance and determination. In addition to the bow and crossbow and the early morning load-bearing running, every month, he also practices whip knife, walking around, formation, spear, swordsmanship, and riding and archery. Cavalry and archery were less practiced, because Liangzhou guards and horses were limited.
"Brother Ah He, your cake." Mai handed the dry food to He Yan.
The round cakes are grilled on charcoal fire, crispy and salty. When he took a bite, even the cake residue was hot. He Yan chewed two mouthfuls of cake and took a gulp of water. He felt that his empty stomach was immediately ironed, and he felt unspeakably comfortable.
Hong Shan stared at He Yan and said strangely, "A He, I don't think so, you said that you eat the same as us every day, and sometimes you open a small stove, why are you still so thin, so... small?" He put " The word "short" was choked back.
He Yan: "..."
Can it be her fault
Her brother-in-law, the "waste son" Cheng Lisu, came every once in a while and secretly stuffed He Yan with some food, sometimes a handful of pine nuts, sometimes a few pieces of jerky, and once even gave He Yan a piece of food. The bowl of soup is said to have come from his uncle.
Whenever he gave it to him, Cheng Lisu was still very nervous, "Hurry up, eat here, you can't be seen by my uncle." It was like secretly visiting the prison. Sometimes He Yan really doesn't want to eat, so why bother? But on second thought, I couldn't live without it, and the food that Cheng Lisu sent was really delicious.
Even such a small stove could not make He Yan look stronger. On the contrary, I was busy training every day, and I was sweating constantly. After a few months, I lost a circle and looked even more pitiful.
However, this poor little one was amazing at Liangzhou Wei's bow and crossbow a few days ago, and the strong man with scars from the mountain bandit called him the boss, and he still remembered the fact that countless recruits lost their dry biscuits. He Yan is now a famous person.
After that, no one came to compete with He Yan for the time being, and He Yan was also very happy. She is still considering how to make Xiao Jue notice her, so as to save the country and enter the Nine Banners Camp.
Today's practice is the long gun. Most of the spears on the martial arts field are made of thick wood, with a hard and tough barrel and a short and sharp blade.
The coach threw his spear on the stage, and the recruits under him followed suit. He Yan is not very good at spears, and she is used to using swords. Now that she has become Miss He Da, she is small, and it is even more inconvenient to use a gun, and she always feels that she cannot let go.
After coach Liang finished playing a set of marksmanship, he let the recruits practice along with him. He walked off the stage to inspect, and when he walked to He Yan's side, he couldn't help but look at He Yan more.
After all, He Yan's bow and crossbow technique last time was really hard to forget. This recruit should be taken seriously. However, these days, instructor Liang also noticed that He Yan's whip sword, step circle, spear, and swordsmanship are all good, but they are far from amazing. The only surprising thing is riding and shooting, but because these days There is no competition, and only a little can be seen.
She trains diligently every day, including crossbow and weight-bearing running, and never slackens. But Coach Liang still had a feeling that this teenager seemed to have reservations, and what he showed every day was only part of it.
He went to the position of Du Maodu's coach again. Instructor Du was also patrolling, and several instructors around him were surrounding him, pointing to what a recruit was saying.
Liang Ping walked over and heard them talking.
"As expected, there is a martial arts hall at home. Look at that long spear, it's amazing!"
"I said, he is actually more skilled than you, Lao Du. I have never seen this kind of marksmanship!"
"This kid is not too old, I guess he is only seventeen or eighteen. Let's play a small practice."
Liang Ping asked, "Who are you talking about?"
"That, the soldier under Du's head, the one on the far left in the front row, the tall one, do you see it?"
Liang Ping looked in the direction he pointed, and sure enough he saw a young man in strong suits practicing guns. This young man has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his facial features are straight, his eyebrows have their own perseverance, and there is also a faint arrogance. His pace was steady, and the person playing with the spear in his hand was dazzled, and when he was not pretending, Liang Ping could feel that every step of his spear dance was full of evil spirits.
"Okay!" Liang Ping couldn't help but praise.
"It's really not bad," Du Mao also agreed with You Rongyan, "I tried him a few times before, and he is really capable. His name is Jiang Jiao, and his father is the owner of the Beijing Martial Arts Museum."
"Then he came to join the army?" Liang Ping was surprised. Although the young master of the martial arts hall can not be called rich and noble, in ordinary people, they can eat and drink without worrying about living.
"Have big ambitions, do you understand a man's ambition?" Du Mao said, "I admire such a man!"
Someone interjected: "I don't know who is more powerful than this Jiang Jiao and Lao Liang's He Yan?"
As soon as these words came out, the surrounding was quiet, Du Mao looked at Liang Ping thoughtfully, and Liang Ping replied subconsciously: "He Yan is quite talented in bow and crossbow, but I think his spear skills are mediocre, not Jiang Jiao's opponent. ."
Just kidding, He Yan is so small and thin, but this Jiang Jiao is very tall and strong, and it is different from spear and archery. Compared with bows and arrows, the prey are grass people, birds, and beasts. Spear skills are two people competing against each other, and if they are not careful, they will bleed. This Jiang Jiao's family owns a martial arts hall. He has practiced martial arts since he was a child, so how could He Yan be Jiang Jiao's opponent. If Jiang Jiao beat him up, where would he find another archer like this
"Old Liang, you can't say that." After Du Mao heard what he said, he didn't give up, and hooked Liang Ping's shoulder instead, "The He Yan under your command was always behind in the beginning, but in the end He can run easily. At the beginning, he can't even draw the bow, and finally he can shoot with blindfolded eyes. If you say that he can't do it now, maybe he can do it again in ten days. , will go to the battlefield."
The people around agreed: "Yes, yes, Lao Du is right! Lao Liang, you can't protect the calf."
Right shit! Liang Ping thought angrily in his heart, a group of people who watch the fun and don't think it's a big deal, are uneasy and kind.
"Teacher Liang, I also want to compete with He Yan."
Liang Ping turned his head, and the young man named Jiang Jiao had put down his spear and walked behind him. He probably heard the talk of the instructors, and suddenly said this.
Liang Ping did not answer, thinking about how to refuse.
"Is it alright?" Jiang Jiao asked again, as if he didn't know his embarrassment.